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A Trip to Death Valley National Park

In 2026, I continued my quest to visit as many of the US national parks as possible before I die. I had the opportunity to join a group of photographers in Death Valley, where I spent five days traveling, hiking, camping, and photographing in the largest park in the contiguous United States.

 

Death Valley is the hottest, driest, and lowest of all national parks in the US. Straddling the California-Nevada border, it features an incredibly diverse landscape of dunes, valleys, canyons, and mountains. Over five days, we traveled from the basin’s salt flats to high overlooks, across badlands, and into a cool spring oasis. The park is a study in contrast, from the lowest to the highest, from bone-dry playa to secret water, and from raw geology to human stories. UNESCO included this landmass in its Mojave and Colorado Deserts Biosphere Reserve in 1984.

 

The Devil’s Golf Course

 

We knew that winter rains had caused a superbloom in the park this year. This rare, once-a-decade event is driven by heavy winter rain. The desert floor is transformed into carpets of yellow, purple, and white wildflowers. With this in mind, our first stop was at the Devil’s Golf Course.

 

Situated between Furnace Creek and Badwater Basin, this expansive, rugged salt pan features jagged, knee-high halite salt-crystal formations. The area is so named because it’s believed only the devil could play golf on its rough surface.

 

As we approached this area, the first thing we saw was a tapestry of Desert Gold. Also known as desert sunflowers, these bright yellow, daisy-like flowers are abundant and blanket the valley floor.

Badwater Basin

 

It’s very early in the predawn hours when my alarm goes off, and I have a cup of coffee in my hotel room. The goal for this morning is to photograph the Badwater Basin, the lowest point in North America, at 282 feet below sea level. This is a large, flat playa with a broad, nearly level lakebed that spans several miles. Fine sediments accumulate on the surface of the playa, where polygonal salt-crust patterns form in ridges of desiccated mud. Having anticipated the type of terrain we would be trudging through, I wore mud boots over my hiking shoes, and I was glad I did.

 

The topography and geology of this area are amazing. The playa is framed by steep alluvial fans, with the Panamint Range to the west. This creates dramatic vertical contrasts that offer strong compositional opportunities.

 

The way the playa forms involves ephemeral lake dynamics. In wetter periods or following storms, runoff and subsurface flow collect in the basin, forming shallow, temporary pools. The water evaporates rapidly in this hyper-arid climate, leaving behind dissolved salts and minerals. With repeated wetting and evaporation cycles, halite salts become concentrated, and as the surface dries, it cracks into hexagonal salt polygons that range from a few inches to a foot or more across. As multiple layers of crust are laid down in cycles over time, a thick playa sequence is formed.

 

As 8:30 AM approaches, we are starting to lose the light. Also, numerous tourists are starting to arrive in droves. It is time to go for breakfast.

Zabriske Point

 

It is time to head to Zabriske Point for our afternoon shoot. This is one of Death Valley’s most iconic overlooks. It is a compact badlands area with sharply eroded, colorful clay and silt layers, offering sweeping views across Furnace Creek and the valley floor.

 

This site gained notoriety among tourists and photographers after the 1970 movie Zabriske Point was released. It was named for Christian Brevoort Zabriskie, vice president of the Pacific Coast Borax Company in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The company and Borax mining helped shape early Euro-American activity in the area through the use of 20-mule teams and the Harmony Borax Works. The name stuck in local and park usage.

 

As we set up our tripods and cameras, the badland morphology reveals steep, dissected ridges, gullies, and narrow benches carved by episodic water erosion in fine-grained sediments. The result is a topography that appears sinuous, with abundant small-scale texture.

 

Zabriske Point is a challenge for photographers. Because of the hyper-arid climate, summers are extremely hot, with temperatures regularly exceeding 100 degrees. Accordingly, the best times to visit are October through April. The optimal times for photography are sunrise and the hour after, and late afternoon through sunset. Low-angle sidelight helps sculpt the ridges and saturates color, resulting in beautiful, soft pastels.

20 Mule Team Canyon

 

It’s the next morning, and we’re up at 4:00 AM to make it to our morning shoot at the 20 Mule Team Canyon. We gather our equipment outside the hotel and head in two vehicles to the east side of Death Valley National Park, near the Old Harmony Borax Works. We arrive at the parking lot and hike with our equipment to a steep overlook where we can set up our tripods and cameras before other tourists arrive.

This area exhibits classic badland morphology, with steeply eroded hills, ridges, narrow gullies, and winding canyons carved into siltstones, clays, and volcanic layers. Over millennia, erosion has formed sharp ridgelines, amphitheaters, and sinuous drainage channels.

 

The history of this area is quite interesting. In the 1880s-1890s, the famous 20-mule teams hauled borax from the Harmony Borax Works at Furnace Creek to the railroad at Mojave. The borax industry was central to Death Valley’s Euro-American industrial economy.

 

This canyon had been used by the Timbisha Shoshone tribe for more than 1,000 years until the Death Valley National Monument was established in 1933. By the late 19th century, borax operations brought industrial mining, wagon roads, and the iconic mule-team era, which shaped regional settlement and storytelling. 

 

It is light out now, and we begin blue hour shooting before sunrise. It is windy today, and no matter how many times I try to secure my hat, it blows off my head and settles in a steep gully about thirty yards from our perch. This is a problem because it is hot and sunny in Death Valley, and no hat means scalp burn and overheating. Matt, our professional group leader, tells me to make our photographs now while the light is good, and we’ll deal with the hat later.

 

My photographs today are all taken with a 400mm lens to focus on the canyon's topography. As the sun rises, beautiful, thinly bedded sediments rich in iron and clay minerals produce vivid banding. The terrain is composed of ochres, reds, pinks, grays, tans, and creams, all accentuated by surface staining and differential weathering.

 

As we start to lose the light, it’s time to pack up and head out for breakfast, but not before something is done about my misplaced hat. In addition to being a professional photographer, Matt is a prodigious mountain climber, having scaled all of Colorado’s high peaks. He inches his way down the steep ravine, grabs my hat, and climbs back up the ridge without falling and without a rope. I’m forever grateful!

Ibex Dunes

 

We pile into our vehicles and drive about twenty miles to our camp near the Ibex Dunes. The road, located on the park’s southern border, becomes gravel and quite rugged. Our tents are already pitched for sleeping, and there is a larger tent for gathering and eating. In March, the climate in this area is usually quite pleasant. However, with global warming, temperatures this week are in the 90s, making the long hikes required to reach the dunes challenging.

 

The goal of the first day is to hike to the dunes for sunset photos. To get there, we trudge about two miles with our camera backpacks in tow, first across a long playa. The surface is quite jagged, composed of sand grains derived from a mix of granitic, volcanic, and metamorphic rocks.

Once through the playa, we reach sand that is easier to traverse. With about 45 minutes to go, the dunes come into view. These dunes are part of a large, wind-driven system that developed as the regional climate dried and the basin-and-range landscape evolved. Over tens of thousands of years, sediments from surrounding highlands, including sand, silt, and finer particles, have been eroded, transported, and concentrated in low-lying basins and along margins where wind speeds drop.

 

We set up our tripods and are now ready for golden hour. Late-afternoon and sunset light from the west produces rich color saturation and dramatic side lighting on the windward faces. In twilight, the dunes take on an abstract look, with soft tonal gradients and cooler hues.

 

We trek back to the campsite, have dinner, and hit the sleeping bags for a little rest before our next day’s photoshoot. We leave the campsite at 3:00 AM to reach the dunes for astrophotography. I’m a neophyte at this and get a lot of help from the pros. With special software, Matt has determined the best time and place to photograph the Milky Way. I find this very challenging because, while shooting long exposures in the dark, one must avoid using headlamps to see. Going by sense of touch, you have to know your camera extremely well. To get competent at this, I’m told there are workshops devoted to astrophotography. I guess this discipline is for people who do not need much sleep!

 

It is starting to get light out as we have entered blue hour. We plod through the sand to set up for our morning dune shoot. Sunrise brings low, warm light from the east that sculpts ripples and casts long shadows across the lee sides of dunes. The lighting is perfect for bringing out a beautiful variety of forms, including small, curving crescent ridges and wind-scoured ripples that change character dramatically with the sun and the wind.

I’ve loved photographing the Ibex Dunes. However, after two nights of camping in ninety-degree heat, I’m ready to head back to the motel for a shower.

Dante’s View

 

We’re nearing the end of our survey of Death Valley, and we head to Dante’s View for our twilight shoot. Perched at 5476 feet above sea level, we reach the parking lot in the Black Mountains, offering a panoramic view of Death Valley below. From this overlook, both Badwater Basin and the Panamint Range are in view.

 

While long known to indigenous peoples, the site was adopted by Euro-American visitors in the early 20th century as Dante’s View, invoking Dante’s Inferno imagery of the valley below. The outlook became increasingly popular as auto access improved between the 1920s and 1950s.

 

We hike along a narrow ridge to stake out a good photographic vantage point. However, as sunset approaches, we have to move and change our spot because the group is being feasted upon by some kind of biting insect. Fortunately, the second site is much better.

 

The topography of this area is amazing. From our perspective, we see tiered geomorphic surfaces and nearby steep Black Mountains slopes. To the west lie the flat Badwater playa and the rising Panamint Range. The valley below collects sediments from the surrounding ranges, which have coalesced over time into alluvial fans and playa deposits. During the Pleistocene era, wetter intervals produced larger lakes on the valley floor. As the climate became hyper-arid, evaporation led to salt-crust development. The net result is what we see today, with opportunities for wide-angle panoramas and foreground-to-distant detail, as well as telephoto shots for compressed layers and isolated mountain bands.

My time in Death Valley is coming to a close. In five days, we’ve covered many of the highlights this great park offers. However, I realize there’s so much more I haven’t seen. I’ve had the same feeling when I’ve left many other places around the world during my travels. When I get home, I will finish processing my photos, update my website, and start planning my next trip.

An Adventure in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park

I had traveled the world since the 1970s, but began focusing on visiting the National Parks in the U.S. as international travel became more challenging. This situation worsened when the pandemic hit in 2019, along with other factors, resulting in a hiatus from travel. However, in 2024, I saw an advertisement for a photographic trip to the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I paid my deposit, gathered my camera gear, and visited this national treasure for five days in 2025.

Nestled along the border of North Carolina and Tennessee, the Great Smoky Mountains National Park is a sanctuary of natural beauty and rich history. As one of the most visited national parks in the United States, it offers a spectacular blend of lush forests, cascading waterfalls, and rugged mountain terrain, making it a photographer’s paradise.

In 1934, the U.S. government decided to preserve this diverse ecosystem with a cultural heritage rooted in Native American history and early Appalachian settlements. Its name comes from the smoky haze created by the natural fog that often drifts through the mountains during early mornings and evenings. Over the decades, it has attracted millions of visitors eager to explore the park’s scenic vistas.

The first thing that struck me as we cruised through the park in our van packed with all our photographic equipment was the rolling mountains, deep valleys, and dense hardwood forests. We ascended to Clingman’s Dome, the highest point in the park at 6,643 feet, which offered incredible panoramic views. We also took in numerous waterfalls, too many to count, including the cascading falls along Roaring Fork.

Over five days, we explored the park’s scenic spots. The West Prong Little River was a tranquil spot with crystal-clear waters flowing over rocks and through lush foliage, creating serene compositions. The Oconaluftee Overlook, one of my favorites, offers breathtaking views of the mountain ranges and the lush valley below, making it perfect for capturing the vastness of the Smokies. Chimney Tops, renowned for their challenging ascent and iconic jagged peaks, provide dramatic backdrops, particularly at sunset when the peaks radiate a warm light. Clingman’s Dome has an accessible observation tower atop the highest peak, offering panoramic views of the mountains and forests. Foothills Parkway is a scenic drive that winds along ridges and offers numerous pull-offs for capturing breathtaking mountain vistas and distant horizons. Cove Hardwood Trail is an inviting path winding through dense hardwood forests and open meadows, abundant with wildflowers and birdlife. Morton’s Overlook provides sweeping views to the east of the mountains. Cade’s Cove is a historic valley famous for its abundant wildlife, picturesque barns, and fertile fields. Roaring Fork Interpretive Drive is a scenic loop showcasing historic cabins, farmstead buildings, and waterfalls along Roaring Fork Creek. Newfound Gap is a mountain pass that offers breathtaking vistas and provides access to trails leading into the heart of the Smokies.

Walking through these diverse locations, I felt immersed in the raw beauty of the rushing waterfalls, towering peaks, and tranquil forests. Each spot has its own story; capturing these moments with my camera was a rewarding part of my adventure, which I will explore further in upcoming blog posts.

Touring the Waterfalls of Iceland

It’s 4:00 AM. After all these years, I’ve made it to Iceland with a group of landscape photographers with the eager intention of photographing the waterfalls, mountains, lakes, rivers and volcanoes on this sub-arctic island. As my iPhone goes off, I’m disoriented, in a state of shock. This is not a vacation. It should more appropriately be referred to as photography boot camp!

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At 4:45 AM we pile all our equipment into the Mercedes 4x4 and hit the road. Our guide and driver, Dui, an Icelandic professional photographer, tells us that we will be seeing some waterfalls today. Frankly, I do not do well at this time of morning with no coffee. The five others on the trip must feel similarly; everyone is quiet, but no one is going back to sleep.

As I sit in the 4x4 on our way to Aldeyjarfoss, Dui explains that Iceland has so many waterfalls due to the wet sub-arctic location we are in. Frequent rain and snow, together with large glaciers that melt on warmer days, all contribute to fast-flowing rivers. These give rise to a multitude of waterfalls on this island. There are said to be up to 10,000 waterfalls here when smaller water cascades over stone terraces are included.

We’ve reached Aldeyjarfoss as shown above. I can hear it before I see it! We get out of the Mercedes, grab our tripods from the back of the 4x4, and scatter in different directions looking for good vantage points to set up. Having reached an ideal ledge with tripod in place, I start what has become a learned procedure: test shot using live view to compose the photo, polarizing filter, then graduated neutral density filter, and finally the Little Stopper (6 stop neutral density filter). I experiment with slow shutter speeds to get the waterfall to appear silky smooth.

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I love Aldeyjarfoss Waterfall. Watching the Skjalfandafljot River drop twenty meters into a cold, icy pool surrounded by basalt columns, is an awesome display of nature. We’ve hit it right today, with almost perfect lighting for photographic capture.

Our next stop is Godafoss, or “waterfall of the gods.” It’s given this name for good reason. Located in the Bardardalur District of the Northeastern Region, we can see the large horseshoe shape of the falls as we approach from the Sprengisandur Highland Road. My goal at present is to photograph the falls from both sides of a bridge that leads up to this enormous chute of water.

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Legend has it that in 1000 AD, the law speaker, Porgeir, made Christianity Iceland’s official religion. Following his return from Albingi, he threw his statues of the Norse gods into Godafoss. This mythological story is illustrated by a window in the Cathedral of Akureyri.

The last afternoon shoot of the day is the gorgeous Dettifoss Waterfall. Found in North Iceland, the falls are considered to be the most powerful in Europe. The origin of the water for Dettifoss emanates from the Vatnajokull Glacier, the largest on the continent. The runoff from the glacier forms the Jokulsa a Fjollum River that cascades over the falls at 193 meters cubed per second. The river water plummets forty-five meters down into the Jokulsarljufur Canyon.

This waterfall is powerful. I have to cover my camera with a bag in between shots and wipe the lens clean with a large cloth regularly to get clear photos. The canyon is strewn with boulders and rocks, making it difficult to get the appropriate footing for my tripod. Also, there are quite a few Asian tourists here obstructing my view. I wait patiently as they take selfies with the waterfall in the background. One Chinese dude is is having his picture taken by his wife as he backs up to the precipice of the falls. I hold my breath as he does this. One false step and he is sayonara.

It’s time to pack it in and drive to our hotel. I’m completely exhausted from today’s activities and am looking forward to a beer, dinner, and bed. While on our way home, Dui mentions the possibility of photographing the Northern Lights at 10:00 PM. Is he insane? There is a reason I call this photography boot camp.